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“There’s no direct route out of here,” Chyan said, handing him a dry jacket.

She smiled, pushed off from the bank, and let the current decide where she’d go next. If you meant something else by — a specific term from a game, book, or field — just let me know and I’ll rewrite the story to match it exactly. chyan course

“There’s always a direct route,” he muttered. “There’s no direct route out of here,” Chyan

For three days, she led him through the chyan course — not the shortest way, but the alive way. They portaged under fallen trees, paddled through fog that swallowed the sky, and camped on a gravel bar where kingfishers dove like blue arrows. Elias kept checking his watch. Chyan kept pointing at herons. “There’s always a direct route,” he muttered

“You could map this,” he finally said.

“What’s that?” Chyan asked.